Every time I eat here I leave with a smile on my face. So run down it's charming - the front door doesn't even open all the way before hitting the back of the first booth. It's rough around the edges to say the least, but clean, and the food, man ... it's like that place your strange uncle used to take you when you were five. 70s diner menu - and prices. Eda, the only person I've ever seen working here, is sweet as pie with a smile to match, but she does everything, so if it's busy you may not want to wait (or even be able to find a space - it's tiny).
I always get the club, fries, side of gravy and a small glass of milk. $5.15. The food is always pretty standard although the fries surprise a bit, but it's the whole experience that makes is a blast. I always try to tip as if I was buying the meal somewhere that had raised their prices in the last three decades.
Not recommended for vegans.